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A Personal Account of Experiencing Grief in Lockdown
I’m not an expert on any aspect of coronavirus, but decided to write down my thoughts here. This probably won’t get many readers and or answer any important questions, but maybe someone will relate to part of this.
Likening the situation to grief
Since the restrictions on mass gatherings began, before leading to lockdown, I’ve had trouble sleeping and concentrating.
Recently, someone said it’s like grief and after thinking about it, I think they have a point.
It’s not like when I lost my dad. Even though that was also was spread over a timespan of several months; from his diagnosis to his passing, then the time of grieving for him afterwards. That experience was something only I went through, along with the rest of my family. In some ways, I could escape what was going on. There was the internet, music, books and life in general still happening for everyone else. Now the internet constantly bombards users with updates and everyone is talking about the virus. There is no escape and that makes it hard to get lost in a book or a piece of music.
The current situation is highlighted everywhere and there is no escape. I may not have lost anyone, but I’m struggling to process it all.
